We've finally arrived!
Zhou Shenpeng, the Lord of the Earthly Net, the second son of the King of Zhenhai, and an ally of Li Fan, the Overlord Blade.
I, Long Xiaoyun, want to see who you really are!
Following the corridor and passing through courtyards, Long Xiaoyun was led to an attic.
"Pass down the order to lift the lockdown on Haizhou."
In the dim light, Long Xiaoyun heard a steady voice.
...
Inside the room, Zhou Shenpeng stretched.
Things went more smoothly than expected.
Nangong Zhenxiang truly values Li Fan.
He actually dared to interfere in such a big matter.
Moreover, the secret assistance also secretly alarmed Zhou Shenpeng.
The fact that they can transmit messages unimpeded under the surveillance of the ground network shows that the forces behind the scenes are truly terrifying.
Besides that, the unexpected gain was Wang Taicang and Long Xiaoyun.
Wang Taicang, a disciple of the Misty Sect, the overlord of Yunzhou, is the undisputed successor as sect leader.
Long Xiaoyun is the son of the leader of the Wan Dao Sect, the overlord of Jiangzhou, and his father is a member of the Tianxiong Ranking.
Leaving aside the former, since Wang Taicang and Li Fan fought together.
But the latter is quite interesting. From beginning to end, Long Xiaoyun and Li Fan had no interaction whatsoever.
Upon learning of these events, he did not choose to leave; instead, he prepared to join the fray.
Not only that, Zhou Shenpeng told him to curse Li Fan, and he actually dared to curse him all the way.
Zhou Shenpeng didn't think Long Xiaoyun was a hothead, so what was his purpose?
...
"Zhou Shenpeng?"
Upon entering the room, Long Xiaoyun began to scrutinize the person in front of her.
His first impression of Zhou Shenpeng was that he was refined and courteous.
Apart from that, there is nothing special about it.
"Long Xiaoyun, right? I'm Zhou Shenpeng. Get ready, come with me to see Brother Fan!"
Zhou Shenpeng's words left Long Xiaoyun frozen in place.
To be honest, Long Xiaoyun was still a little uneasy at this moment.
After all, he had cursed Li Fan quite a bit along the way. Even if he wasn't scolded, getting beaten up wouldn't be pleasant!
"Brother Zhou... Brother Fan, you can't lay a hand on me, can you?"
"I don't know!"
Zhou Shenpeng looked at Long Xiaoyun with a smile.
"How could you not know?"
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Long Xiaoyun jumped forward excitedly and said, "You were the one who made me do this!"
"It's precisely because I asked you to do it that I'm unsure if Li Fan will hit you!"
Zhou Shenpeng spread his hands and said, "After all, he didn't agree!"
"Are you kidding me?"
Long Xiaoyun frowned, her gaze towards Zhou Shenpeng filled with anger.
You can understand it this way!
Zhou Shenpeng continued as if nothing had happened: "Whether you see Li Fan or not is up to you."
"Hehe, hahahaha!!"
Good! Good! Good!
You're great!
Long Xiaoyun laughed so hard he almost fell over. Then he pointed at Zhou Shenpeng and said sternly, "Uncle Wu, beat him up! I'm going to beat him into a pig's head!"
He was angry.
But they can't really do anything to Zhou Shenpeng.
A light meal is just right.
"Young Master, calm down, there are others."
Wu Zhijin whispered a reminder.
On the other side of the attic sat a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and a lean build.
The man was none other than Hai Zhonglong Li Feitian.
After seeing Li Xiaoxiao off, he came to Tianhai City to protect Zhou Shenpeng.
Even if the Heavenly King himself were here, he couldn't stop me from beating him!
Seeing that Long Xiaoyun had made up her mind, Wu Zhijin did not try to persuade her any further.
Just as he was about to make his move, a suffocating pressure descended upon him.
Behind Li Feitian, it seemed as if a dragon was coiling.
Wu Zhijin's expression changed drastically, and he flashed to shield Long Xiaoyun behind him: "Young Master, I am no match for you!"
"Young Master Zhou, shall we chop him up and feed him to the fish?"
Li Feitian grinned, his tone sending chills down one's spine.
These words were, of course, a joke.
He also wanted to see what kind of person Long Daoji's son was.
"Long Xiaoyun, I'll give you a chance. Tell me your purpose, and I'll spare your life!"
Zhou Shenpeng said coldly, "Otherwise, sink into the East China Sea!"
"My nephew, Long Xiaoyun, greets Uncle Li."
My father often said that the real heroes of Yunnan, South China, and Hainan are Uncle Li, and seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved.
Even my father doesn't have the same imposing presence as Uncle Li!
"Ha ha ha ha!
Long Daoji did indeed have a good son.
Li Feitian's words were certainly not meant as a mockery.
Whether considering her own abilities or her background, Long Xiaoyun has every reason to be arrogant.
But his quick thinking and ability to recognize the situation and back down immediately are qualities that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
In the world of martial arts, there are plenty of half-baked fools who have decent talent and backgrounds, yet they all have an inflated ego.
In the end, he brought trouble upon himself, dragging down the entire sect.
"Brother Zhou, I was just joking with you!"
"I'm not joking with you, tell me your purpose!"
"Claim a big brother, cling to his coattails, and follow Brother Fan into the underworld."
...
"Long Xiaoyun, you have way too much stuff!"
"You're so brazenly trying to curry favor with someone powerful, did you even ask your brother Zhang Er for advice?"
On an unnamed island in the East China Sea, Zhang Jin scrutinized Long Xiaoyun.
"Zhang Jin, are you asking for a beating?"
Long Xiaoyun glared at her sideways and retorted with a look of indignation.
"Hey, still arguing with me? Let's fight!"
Zhang Jin didn't tolerate him and drew his sword, flying towards the sea.
Having recovered from her injuries, Long Xiaoyun had even less reason to back down.
The two rushed to the surface of the sea and immediately began fighting.
Li Xiaoxiao took Xiaobai and Dabai to watch the battle.
Li Feitian sat on the reef, while Wu Zhijin sized up Li Fan.
The more he looked, the more alarmed he became.
Even just spying sent chills down his spine.
This is a martial artist's instinct, even if Li Fan has no ill intentions towards him.
...
"The situation may take a slightly different turn next."
Nangong Zhenxiang, in league with a mysterious force, attempted to muddy the waters.
In Tiandu, forces such as the Jixia Academy will also be vying with my second uncle.
The most likely outcome is that things will remain peaceful in name only.
Li Fan was slightly taken aback upon hearing Zhou Shenpeng's words.
He didn't expect Nangong Zhenxiang to actually make a move.
Then Li Fan smiled; he was growing to like this world more and more.
There's calculation involved, but also a human touch.
"Okay, I understand!"
"Besides that, there is Long Xiaoyun, who is the son of Long Daoji, the seventeenth on the Tianxiong List."
I came from Jiangzhou at the invitation of the Prince of Zhennan to participate in the martial arts competition in Nanzhou.
After making outrageous remarks in Nanzhou, he was injured by Jiang Xue and then followed Wang Taicang to Haizhou.
I tested him; he's a smart man.
They have vision, are willing to take risks, and are also quick-witted.
His thoughts are the same as mine.
They all believe in your future!
"Whatever!"
Li Fan remained calm.
He didn't care whether there was one more or one less person around him.
If you can get along with someone, you are a friend.
If they cannot be cared for, then send them on their way.
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